Before I begin today's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I'd like to wish my daughter P, a very Happy Birthday! May God bless you, now and always. Love, Mom xoxo
Yesterday, I had a long distance phone call.
Someone I had never met before, called me. M called to let me know that she received the Christmas card for her mom, that I had mailed her. And, she let me know that her mom had died.
At first, I was shocked hearing her last name. You see she had the same last name as a relative of mine in Northern Ireland, who has been very ill.
So, I asked where she was calling from. When she said the Toronto area, I knew immediately who had died.
Unfortunately, M didn't know everyone who was friends with her mom, so she didn't call everyone. This meant it was too late to even attend a funeral service, for my friend Judith.
You may have recalled me writing about Judith. Of course, at that time I didn't use her name, just her initial, J.
Judith was the woman who worked at the cemetery where I went to purchase the plot for my now deceased husband Gordon, and me.
At the time when I met Judith, she was fairly new to Windsor. So, I reached out to her and we became friends.
Judith and I spent a fair amount of time together. Plus, she would join me and other single friends at Tim Horton's on the first (1st) Friday of each month, for fun, coffee and conversation.
We had some good times, together. And, much laughter! She was a lovely lady.
A couple of years ago, Judith left Windsor, to move back, closer to family. I knew she had been ill and had spent some time in hospital. And, she had surgery, too.
But, the last time we spoke, Judith said she was feeling improved and truly sounded much better.
Her daughter M, let me know that Judith's cancer had returned. And, once again, she had surgery.
At first, I thought it was the surgery or the cancer that ended Judith's life. But, M told me it wasn't.
Apparently, Judith had Radiation treatments after her surgery.
It was confirmed after her death, during an autopsy, that had she not had those Radiation treatments, she would probably still be alive. M had been told, it was those treatments that actually ended Judith's life, for there had been no more cancer inside her after her surgery, and the treatments caused internal bleeding.
I was grateful M had called me. She apologized for not letting me know, sooner.
She also let me know she was grateful that I was Christian. You see, she had some trouble dealing with the grief she was going through, losing her mom.
And, she let me know that it was only when she turned and gave her pain to Jesus, that she began improving. I praised God for this.
After all, our Lord is with those who have broken hearts.
Just as God told us in Psalm 34:18, "The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit."
M may or may not be an infant Christian. Only God knows for sure. But, I will say... when she told me that she turned to Jesus, it made my heart almost burst with gladness!
Obviously, M is hurting with grief. But, how grateful I am that she turned to our Lord.
After all, as we just discussed, our Lord is with those who have a broken heart. I praise God for this!
And, as the verse tells us, He saves those who have a contrite spirit. I praise God for this!
Another thing I am grateful for, is that M recognized that I am Christian.
I appreciated that she knew that she should call me, to notify me of Judith's death. And, I appreciated the fact that she herself recognized that she needed to speak with a fellow Christian.
We prayed on the phone, together. And, we agreed to meet for coffee, should I be able to travel up her way.
If you can find it in your heart to pray for M, and the rest of Judith's family and friends, I would appreciate you doing so. After all, those who are grieving, need to be lifted up in prayer.
Thank you. May God bless you.
Until next time...
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